Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 117494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 392(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 392(@300wpm)
“What? What’s happening?”
I found her hole, circling it, and she leaned all the way into me. I held her up, rimming her.
I felt her mouth open against my throat, and a strangled sound came next.
“Oh good gawd. I’m calling my mother to complain to her. No one cares. Everyone wants me to marry Justin, and if you want him that much, you marry him.”
I paused. What?
Kali grasped my shoulders, her nails curving into my skin—not breaking it but close.
She turned, her teeth grazing the side of my neck.
I turned, my eyes finding hers, and I could see the lust. It was that haze again. My girl was gone, and her nails were sinking in.
She wanted this. Realizing that, I reached over, pressed end on the phone call, and lifted her right back up in my arms.
My babe was going to get some play.
28
KALI
I’d been drugged.
That was the only explanation for my behavior, because seriously, I was acting like a junkie. Or the way I assumed a junkie might be obsessed over her next hit. Drugged. Yes. All rational thought had left me, and what was worse? We still hadn’t had sex!
My skin crawled.
What was wrong with me?
Was there something wrong with me?
29
SHANE
Boise found me as soon as I left the apartment. He looked back toward the room I’d come out of. “Going to need to meet this one.”
I grunted. Word had spread fast that I’d claimed an old lady.
“I take it she knows she’s an old lady?”
I paused, glancing back at the door. Did she? She wanted my dick. I knew that much, but she didn’t want me as much as I wanted her. I knew that too. Knowing she was my old lady? That was a whole other battle still ahead of me.
I didn’t answer, just slapped him on the shoulder. “Let’s handle Crow. Any word from the guys?”
“They called for orders. Estrada is moving east.”
“East?” So he wasn’t crossing south. “I want to know who all of his connections are in the States.”
“He didn’t have any when we got into business with him, so this is new and under the radar.”
I nodded. Exactly. That’s why I didn’t like it.
“Heckler texted,” Boise continued. “He’s waiting for a call too. He wants the guys back with him if we aren’t doing battle here.”
That made sense, but damn. They’d driven a full night to get here, pretended to party, then did party, and now they’d be going back tomorrow.
I nodded, starting down to the main floor. “I want them to rest today. They can head out tonight or in the morning.”
“I’ve made the rounds. Half the guys want to stay with you.”
“We might need to head down there.”
Boise shrugged. “Your guys want to be with you. Don’t matter where you go.”
That was true. And I still had a job to do here. “Right.”
When we got to the main floor, the guys stood up. They’d been waiting for me, and I led the way outside. They fell in line. Stripes was outside the barn, and he got in line too.
A few of Crow’s guys were on the house’s front porch, and they stood, seeing us coming.
We’d cover all bases now at church.
“Your VP up?” I asked one of them.
He gave a nod, his face expressionless. “Ready for church.”
That was good. Straight to business.
I felt antsy. I wanted to get on the move, do some battle, wrangle Kali so she accepted that she was mine, but all in due time. I needed to be smart, on all fronts. I was about to step up when my phone rang. Seeing it was Heckler, I showed Boise the screen. He gave a nod. He’d handle things for me until I was done with the call.
I answered, stepping right back off and going around for some privacy. “How’s he doing?” That was my greeting.
“They’re going to wake him up tomorrow. Doc said the swelling is going down, so he’s stable. That’s the good news.”
“And the dad?”
“We got him, but…” Heckler hesitated.
Heckler wasn’t one to hesitate. I frowned. “What happened?”
“My niece knows the girl.” The girl Max had been fucking. “She found out your orders and went apeshit.”
Women weren’t supposed to know club business, but it happened. Some always had an opinion and inserted it. We listened to the good ones. Kess was a good one.
I waited for him to continue. He didn’t. “And?”
“She’s of the opinion that Max might love this girl, and therefore would object if we killed the dad.”
“He shot our national president.”
“I know.”
No one could shoot a Red Demon and walk from it. He shot the national president and Heckler’s niece was arguing for just that?
“Wraith is wondering if we want to wait, see what Max says, or at the very least do a church call. Just to cover our bases.”
“You have the dad?”